Love Me, Hate Me Lyrics

Rah, rah rah rah

Yeya, yeya

Rah rah rah

Rah, yeh

My backdoor bro said he got my lil bruvah

Sip from my cup

It's the blood from no other

I got the stock boy

Came in 2 colors

When pictures be clickin

Its word to my mother

How you gon front on me

Had to dub her

The way that you now

Lil girl you a sucka

Cook it like supper

I got the strap in the strap of my waist so I call it my tucker

He got the hiccups

I see the way that you holdin ya stick up

Boy you not pushin no smoke

You get hit up

You can get dragged on ya face like a pick up

He got the trap with the mace how he lit up

My dog don't lack with tape

He get bit up

He can get smacked in his place

Thats a hitta

Why that man holdin his hate

Pick ya chin up

He had to sit up

Boy you can't stop this chop when it rip

Way he be wildin

He wanna get lit

Got my fellas all stylin

We pull up in drip

Got the denim on denim

We making it fit

Bark like a dog and we making you sit

Drip in my crocs

Come and take me a flick

Make change in their ways when im throwing the tips

Cus the hate in this place got me feeling the tricks

Move forsaken

I still be steppin when fellas be hatin

Huff on my opps how im smokin on satan

He try to play w the drop but im taken

Way that im talkin be havin him shaking ah, yeyâ

Way that i'm talkin be having him shaking uh

Yeya, rah rah rah